I really couldn’t have picked a worse book to keep me company as I stayed up late with the ouchy results of some long-dreaded dental work. It wasn’t that the book was bad, it’s...
Category: who knew?
Every so often I try and figure out where my Flicker-housed pictures have recently ended up. They often end up in very unexpected places!
Here’s a smattering of the places where I’ve found my pictures since the last time I did this:
When I told my sweetie that someone else was using some of my pictures to illustrate an article on Latvia, he quipped that it must be the cousin of one of my friends there!...
I create things, then I forget all about them. Once I’ve published something–or posted a picture on flickr—I tend to forget about whatever it is. I’ve never really been all that curious about how people interact with what I create, once a window of about three days has passed.
I figure, if I spelled anyone’s name wrong, or forgot anything important, it would turn up during that three days. (Three days is, not un-coincidentally, about the turnaround for a huffy letter-to-the-editor to arrive, citing exactly what someone is unhappy about. Trust me on this.)